Chairman Husband, Too Boorish - 222
Chapter 222 : I promise you.
Child …
During her first pregnancy, she was completely
inexperienced. The sudden arrival of a baby under those circumstances caught
both her and Liang Xi Cheng off guard. They had tried their best to protect
this angel who had fallen from the sky, but despite their efforts, the baby
still died.
This was a pain that would forever remain in
her heart. Even though she didn't blame Liang Xi Cheng when she lost the child,
the resentment in her heart never lessened.
Now that this sensitive topic had been brought
up again, Yan Liang didn't know what to feel—
Choosing to forgive, choosing to be with him
again, Yan Liang didn't really have time to consider her future with Liang Xi
Cheng.
The futurec…
Sometimes, a couple's future is built upon the
foundation of their families—but the Bai family and the Liang family, separated
by such a past, how could she expect a future for herself and Liang Xi Cheng?
Turning over, Yan Liang turned her weary back
towards the door, her hands supporting her cheeks, her gaze fixed blankly on
the corner of the coffee table not far away. Her mind was a jumbled mess, she
didn't even know what she was thinking about.
A multitude of chaotic emotions clashed within
her—her mother's, her father's, Liang Xi Cheng's, and even her own.
Her hand gently reached down and covered her
abdomen, feeling a warm sensation ...
Actually, during this time with Liang Xi
Cheng, she hadn't used any contraception. A child ... she hadn't thought about
it, didn't want to think about it, but deep down, she had tacitly accepted it.
But now there were still too many unresolved
issues. Although she and Liang Xi Cheng were individuals, from a year ago until
now, if they were to be together again, it was no longer just a matter between
the two of them.
Liang Xi Cheng hung up the phone. As soon as
he entered, he saw Yan Liang lying on her side on the sofa, looking somewhat
dazed. He seemed refreshed after a good meal, even his deep voice carrying a
hint of pleasure. "Are you tired or hungry? If you're tired, take a rest.
If you're hungry, let's go get something to eat now, okay?"
"Not hungry, not tired."
Yan Liang sat up from the sofa, already
dressed. It was quite late, and after their lovemaking, they hadn't left the
office immediately. Liang Xi Cheng, worried she might be tired, wanted her to
rest on the sofa; he also had a phone call. He entered and spoke for about 20
minutes. Yan Liang listened to his words intermittently, but roughly understood
that it was about his affairs with the Ye family.
"... Xi Cheng, I've already told my mom
about us."
Yan Liang hugged his knees, his fingers gently
fiddling with Liang Xi Cheng's ten long fingers. She didn't intend to keep
everything bottled up inside. She said softly, "... My mom has always told
me that she doesn't object to us being together, but she can't accept your
family ... Xi Cheng, I don't know how to tell my mom, but I know that her
decision is already very noble. Actually, she's just an ordinary woman, and she
has her own principles. I really shouldn't ask too much of her ... If she
doesn't agree, there will never be a future between us, you know?"
"…"
Liang Xi Cheng frowned. So this was what she
was worried about. He had probably been negligent.
Qin Mu Hua's attitude towards him was indeed
very gentle. Sometimes, Liang Xi Cheng admired Qin Mu Hua. In his
understanding, few women could be as magnanimous as her.
A year ago, when Yan Liang went to England,
Liang Xi Cheng sent people to take care of Qin Mu Hua in the hospital for
several months. Qin Mu Hua didn't object or resist, accepting his help. Liang
Xi Cheng rarely communicated with her, still feeling guilty towards her, but
her acceptance made him feel much better.
What people fear most is the inability to make
amends. If it could be made up for, at least they could deceive themselves into
thinking their guilt had lessened.
Therefore, during this time, he had focused
his attention on Yan Liang. He had indeed told Yan Liang before that he had
this idea: now that they were together again, he couldn't let her become a
woman he had to hide.
A year ago, her existence caused the entire
Liang family to oppose the marriage. A year later, Liang Xi Cheng didn't want
to use that method to keep her anymore.
He wanted to give her a grand wedding, to let
her stand proudly by his side. He wanted the whole world to know that he, Liang
Xi Cheng, had only ever loved one woman in his life, and would only ever love
that one woman.
Her name is Bai Yan Liang.
But Yan Liang's words just now seemed to have
reminded him of something. Liang Xi Cheng lowered his eyes, took her small hand
that was constantly fiddling with his fingers, and gave her a reassuring smile,
saying, "... Don't worry, I'm in City C this time. Let me talk to your
mother? I think it'll be better if I say so."
Yan Liang wasn't worried about Liang Xi Cheng;
he was always tactful in his words and actions, and her mother had always
approved of him. What worried her was the Liang family.
"... You've made a decision with my
mother, but what about your family? Xi Cheng, I don't want things to go like
before, especially not with your mother ... Actually, everything has been laid
bare now, everyone knows what happened ... I don't want any more
unpleasantness. If you've really made up your mind, I believe you, but please,
you must protect my mother and me, and don't let my mother suffer any
more."
Liang Xi Cheng cupped her face, his thin lips
pressed against hers, his deep voice exceptionally earnest, "Yes, I
promise you, baby."
***
Ten days later, Liang Xi Cheng finally
returned to City A.
If it weren't for Chu Yi Sheng's sudden
return, he probably wouldn't even want to go back to City A. He had asked Yan
Liang to quit her job at Lati, but she refused. What had that woman said to
him?
She said—at the company, because of her
connections, everyone believed she rose to her position solely through her man.
Therefore, even if she were to leave City C and return to City A, she would
have to achieve something tangible before she could leave gracefully …
Liang Xi Cheng seemed to have no right to
refute this. He had privately "communicated" with Zhuo Hui, and now
he had only one thought in his mind: to keep this woman by his side. He wanted
to give her a legitimate status, make her bear his child, and bring her back to
her homeland … So, without causing Yan Liang any trouble, he told Zhuo Hui to
let her pursue what she wanted.
—The timeframe is one month.
Liang Xi Cheng calculated the time. One month
should be enough to completely resolve the disputes with the Ye family. That
was good. Even if he wanted to remarry her, he would first have to deal with Ye
Qing.
As soon as he got off the plane, Guan Jiu
answered the phone. The call came in, and Guan Jiu told Liang Xi Cheng that the
Chu family had suddenly come to their door, so he had to go back for a while
due to unforeseen circumstances. After a moment's hesitation, he continued,
"... Chairman Liang, half an hour ago, Ye Sheng Ming contacted me. He said
he hoped to meet with you privately, but I didn't agree. What are your
thoughts, Chairman Liang?"
Liang Xi Cheng raised an eyebrow, unsurprised.
His car was already parked at the airport entrance. He tilted his head, holding
the phone to his ear, and took out another personal phone. He quickly pressed
the power button, his thumb rapidly tapping the screen before answering the
call. Guan Jiu on the other end said, "... Tell him to wait for me at the
usual place at 8 pm. Also, print out the divorce agreement between me and Ye
Qing. Bring it with you when you meet him tonight."
"Yes, Chairman Liang."
Liang Xi Cheng hung up. He bent down and got
into the car. The driver, who was in the front, respectfully asked, "Young
Master Liang, where to?"
"Home."
He hadn't been back to the Liang residence for
almost half a year. This driver was an experienced one, always driving for him,
but even he didn't immediately recognize it, pausing for a moment. "...
Young Master Liang, back to the apartment?"
"The Liang residence."
Liang Xi Cheng's phone screen lit up; a text
message had popped up. It contained only one sentence, yet it softened his icy
expression—
"Understood. I'm in a meeting. Don't call
me! Just message me! I'll contact you later."
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